Qiao Wanwan's fingertips trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes. "Zhan Jingting and I... will not have children."

"Boss, did you two have a fight because of me? No, we're innocent. You explain it to him, or I'll go explain it to him if you can't."

"Don't get involved. The more you explain, the more complicated it will become."

“That’s true,” Xiang Yang analyzed. “But boss, I don’t think Zhan Jingting believes there’s anything between us. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have made such arrangements for me. You know, it would be easy for him to deal with me. He could even make me marry Duan Yuanyuan immediately. There’s really no need for him to help me. So the more I think about it, the more I feel that he’s really good to you.”

“I know…” Qiao Wanwan closed her eyes, letting her tears fall.

The two didn't talk for long and quickly hung up the phone.

Qiao Wanwan sat on the carpet by the bed, staring blankly into a void.

As darkness fell, Zheng Ma knocked on the door several times, inviting Qiao Wanwan to come down for dinner, but she did not respond.

Qiao Wanwan slept fitfully, but in her dream, she still saw that blurry figure. He was very strong, and it was suffocating her.

"Ah!" Qiao Wanwan woke up from her nightmare with a start, sitting up abruptly and gasping for breath.

A sleep light was on in the spacious and luxurious master bedroom, but Zhan Jingting was not there.

Qiao Wanwan gave a bitter smile. What was she expecting?

Does she expect him to come back after hurting him time and time again?

Qiao Wanwan broke out in a cold sweat, took a shower, wrapped herself in a bathrobe, went to the French windows, and drew back the curtains.

As dawn broke, several maids were already sweeping the garden, as if a brand new day was beginning.

But only Qiao Wanwan herself knew that her world had lost its light and would be shrouded in gloom from now on...

......

In an apartment in the city, Zhan Jingting sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, his gaze fixed on the view outside.

His phone rang, and he picked it up. "What is it?"

"Brother Ting, you're really grumpy when you wake up. What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"

"Get to the point," the man said calmly.

"It's nothing, I just missed you. By the way, didn't you used to love asking me about that harem girl Qiao Wanwan? Why haven't you asked lately? I forgot to tell you, she broke up with my cheap cousin, and I heard the story was pretty dramatic. Do you want me to find out more and let you know?"

"No need." A hint of bitterness flashed in Zhan Jingting's eyes, his deep voice low and husky, "She doesn't want me anymore..."

"Huh? Who doesn't want you anymore? Who would dare not want Brother Ting? Have you lost your mind?"

Zhan Jingting didn't say anything and hung up the phone directly.

Jiang Dong opened the door and came in. He walked to Zhan Jingting's side, nodded, and said, "Master Zhan, you haven't slept all night. Why don't you go and rest for a while?"

"Where is Madam?"

“I just called back to Wutong Bay and asked. Zheng Ma said that Madam went out and said she was going to the mall.”

"Okay, you can go now."

"yes."

......

Qiao Wanwan went to the mall to buy a gift for Xiang Yang. She didn't know when they would see each other again after this separation, and she didn't know what things would be like when they met again. So she wanted to prepare a nice gift for him.

"Miss, this fountain pen is our classic model, and you can even have it engraved on the cap. It would be the perfect gift for your boyfriend."

Qiao Wanwan collected her thoughts and said, "It's not for my boyfriend, but this pen is nice, so I'll take it. Could you engrave a capital Y for me?"

"OK."

Qiao Wanwan waited for half an hour before receiving the engraved pen, and then went directly to a hot pot restaurant upstairs.

When I entered the private room, Xiang Yang was already there.

"Boss, is it really okay for us to go out for dinner? I hope Zhan Jingting won't misunderstand again?"

"It's alright." After sitting down, Qiao Wanwan took out an exquisite box from her bag. "It's for you."

“We’re really on the same wavelength. I also prepared a gift for you.” Xiang Yang took out a large box. “I bought you a new laptop. Your old one was used for several years and it was lagging.”

"Thank you." Qiao Wanwan's nose tingled with emotion. "Xiang Yang, thank you for being there for me all these years."

"Boss, there's no point in saying things like that."

Xiang Yang opened the gift box. "What a beautiful pen! I love it. Thank you, boss."

"I've never had much money to buy you gifts before, this is the first time."

The card the Qiao family gave her before had a limited limit, only enough to pay for Cheng Zaozao's medical expenses, and she didn't have any extra money to use.

"Boss, let's not talk about these things between us. Just wait for me to come back from abroad. By then, I will definitely be stronger and able to protect you better... Oh, and there's also the matter of finding your master."

"Thanks to you for secretly investigating for me these past few years, you don't need to worry about this, I will continue to look."

Xiang Yang comforted him, "Boss, don't put too much pressure on yourself. You shouldn't have to bear these things at your age. You look very unwell, and I'm a little worried about you."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." A cold glint flashed in Qiao Wanwan's eyes. "No matter what happens, I will live on. I will personally drag those who harmed me, one by one, into hell..."

Qiao Yuqi has wronged her so much, she swears she will not be human if she does not avenge this!

Xiang Yang looked at her suspiciously, "Boss, are you alright? There's something strange about you."

"It's nothing." Qiao Wanwan smiled and put food on his plate. "When are you leaving?"

"The day after tomorrow, my grandfather said that the Zhan family has ordered that we should do this as soon as possible. Eldest son, you don't need to come to see me off the day after tomorrow. I don't like the feeling of separation. It's like when I was a child and I was left in the countryside. Every time my mother came to see me, she would cry and shed tears before leaving. I'm afraid of that kind of scene."

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